I swear, if one more person says, “Oh, you got your car washed?” when I drop $250 on a full detail, I’m throwing hands.

Detailing isn’t washing. Washing is what you do with a hose and leftover dish soap on a Saturday. Detailing is art. It’s therapy. It’s bringing your car back to showroom glory and then some.

We’re talking paint correction, clay barring, steam cleaning vents. Detailers go where sunlight doesn’t. You know that crusty gunk in your cupholders? Gone. That weird smell that showed up last summer? Erased from existence.

The finish on a detailed car? Like glass. And don’t even get me started on engine bay cleaning — it’s like a spa day for your car’s soul. Treat your ride. Stop being cheap.